Quick Transmigration: The Yandere Boss Pretends to Be Well After He's Gone Mad

These problems seemed to transform into countless invisible hands, tearing at Shiga's soul and tormenting his pure heart. In the end, those hands ripped his thoughts into fine needles.

As the questions came one by one, the sharp needles mercilessly pierced his flesh and bone marrow, almost destroying all his reason.

Shiga was trapped inside Yuega's body, feeling as if he were separated by thousands of miles, and sensed countless unfamiliar emotions surging in his heart.

It's hard to describe how I felt at that moment. There was loss, there was pain, and the greed, anger, and ignorance that arose from it were even more profound and despairing.

From delusion to love, all diseases arise.

After learning that he already had a wife, and despite his determination to return to the Buddha's presence and his attempts to let go of his delusions about him, what awaited this compassionate heart after regaining his spiritual power was not a cold golden body, but an even more painful spiritual journey.

His brief empathy with evil thoughts was nothing more than another form of spiritual practice, a process of strangling the soul, as sent down by the Buddha.

With all Buddhas above, I ask myself, during those days we spent together, those seemingly elusive creatures that clung to me like the demons of the demon realm, that golden lotus array that traced my evil thoughts across the heavens, that golden lotus sword intent that I stumbled into and shattered because of him—did you not have any doubts, or were you so concerned that you lost your composure and couldn't distinguish right from wrong?

Thus, these questions, which should have had answers from the very beginning, are no longer shrouded in the fog of 'self-deception' due to selfishness.

Because the truth they saw with their own eyes dispelled the fog, and it also dispelled them.

So, after his soul returned and he heard with his own ears what the evil thoughts that possessed his body had said, all his doubts vanished like dust in the wind.

It turns out that all questions have only one answer.

That answer was malice.

In the empathy, Shiga gazed into that person's eyes through his own eyes, through malice, watching Jiang Xiyu, watching how he... came to love another person.

Then I listened to how he coaxed her, how he used his body to express his feelings for another person.

He said he just wanted to stay with 'him'.

He said that once things were settled here, he would leave Cibei Temple and never return.

He said he was the husband of evil thoughts, and that the reason he came to his side was also because of evil thoughts.

Those beautiful eyes that had tempted him countless times were now overflowing with tenderness as he spoke those words.

Sincere, compassionate, sincere, and heartbroken...

So this is what his eyes looked like when he was in love.

Turns out, he really knows how to love...

However, he would never look at himself with those eyes filled with tenderness.

Therefore, he naturally didn't know the difference between love and not love.

After experiencing the illusion of the pigeon demon, he became trapped in this person's eyes. He selfishly believed that this person also had feelings for him. Because of this, he had delusions. Even after suffering a backlash for that last trace of warmth, he was unwilling to give it up and return to his golden body...

He thought they were mutually in love.

Until that day, when he heard everything under the Bodhi tree, the thread of 'mutual affection' that he had carefully tethered was suddenly torn off from the other end.

He then realized that the person his delusions had conjured in the pigeon demon's illusion was not himself.

The so-called mutual affection was nothing more than a delusion born of his selfish desires, a subconscious misinterpretation of the other person's feelings. Those who fall in love yearn for reciprocation, but ultimately, it's all just wishful thinking on his part.

Therefore, he dared not think about it anymore, nor dared to say anything more.

In a truly wretched state, they even fled back to the Buddhist cave...

Even after repeatedly seeing the other person's eyes through cultivation, he dared not make the slightest move.

All the questions were answered only after the empathy disappeared.

He turned to leave.

Evil thoughts, through his body, embraced that person.

Even though he was inside his own body, Shiga seemed like a true outsider, calmly watching him leave, assuming that the person clinging to him and trying to stop him wasn't him.

But is that really not him?

If it wasn't him, why did he lose control and question his own obsession when he heard the person in his arms repeatedly calling someone else's name?

Who are you calling?

Is the reason you're not replying to me because you recognized me?

Because you know I'm not the person you want to see, you're unwilling to tell me?

That's all, that's all...

It turns out you weren't without feelings, it's just that you gave your feelings to someone else.

He was like someone who had glimpsed a corner of fading light in the night and mistakenly thought that the bright moon was close at hand and that its gentle touch had once brushed against him. In reality, it was all just a reflection in the water or a flower in a mirror.

That tenderness never belonged to him.

Therefore, driven by the three thoughts of greed, anger, and ignorance, there is an uncontrollable desire for possession and destruction.

The anger and jealousy that arose from this made him almost lose control just by looking at the person in front of him, wanting to do everything he could to keep the person in front of him and to keep him by his side.

But the Vajra in the mural glares angrily, and the Buddha stares coldly; everything seems to be a warning to him.

If he dares to act rashly, he will be punished.

So he let him go...

He feared that if his son stayed by his side any longer, he would lose control of his inner demons and do something to hurt him.

But after he left, his heart felt empty.

Without a heart, how can the inner demons control him? They can only use words to bewitch him.

However, a wisp of the fragrance of roses suddenly pierced through those seductive and decadent sounds.

A purple light, seemingly appearing from nowhere, drifted into the meditation cave like wisps of smoke, and gradually, like fireflies, quietly circled around Shiga, gently wiping away the practices embodied by the Buddha.

The surroundings quieted down, and the Zen cave fell silent—a silence that was both heart-wrenching and soul-crushing.

Shiga looked down at the magical power, seemingly smiling, yet not quite.

It’s always like this…

Always treating him like this...

Shiga suddenly raised his hand to scatter the magical power, and the folds in his sleeves were as chaotic as his thoughts.

No matter how much he struggled, the streams of light persisted in circling around him.

When he raised his hand, the light dissipated; when his hand fell, the light gathered again, cautiously approaching him, as if it were aggrieved or sad.

It possesses magical power but lacks human emotions; how could it feel wronged or sad?

Shiga swayed, suddenly losing all his strength, and bent over as if he couldn't support himself, then knelt on the ground.

"Tick..."

Something, like a drop of water, hit the floor tiles.

In an instant, the gloom that had gathered above the Buddhist cave dissipated, just as the dark clouds cleared and the light shone through the gap in the cave ceiling, turning into a beam of golden light that fell down.

It not only dispelled the gloom of the Buddhist cave, but also illuminated the glaring bloodstains splattered on the lotus platform.

Countless eyes from the murals, compassionate yet utterly indifferent, gaze upon him, and also upon that place that has tainted the purity of his heart and corrupted his compassion…

Karmic obstacles in the mortal world.

In an instant, the merit above the Buddha cave surged, and when the wind and clouds changed, a blinding golden light suddenly descended from the vortex, as if it were a punishment from the Buddha.

At that moment, the earth shook.

The golden light transformed from merit was dazzling and brilliant, like a sword blade cutting through the mortal world, it unstoppably attacked the Buddha cave and the person on the lotus platform, and also shook off the demonic aura surrounding him.

At the same time, Jiang Xiyu, who was performing a ritual outside the Buddhist cave, was suddenly shaken away by this merit.

Before he could react, the burning pain suddenly spread throughout his limbs and bones.

A mouthful of blood was suddenly vomited out.